This story is written for exhibitionist4m - kiss.
Rick was excited to say the least. He couldn't believe he was finally getting to have dinner with Lauren. Dressed in his best suit (gray combo with dark purple suspenders and an elegant tie), he pulled in front of the hotel and looked again for the piece of paper with Lauren's room number on it. Freshly showered and shaved, he had to keep himself from running into the hotel and racing up the stairs to her fifth floor room.
As Rick waited for the elevator, he thought about how crazy the past few months had been. He and Lauren had met so randomly but soon found out that they had so much in common. Her sense of humor and wonderful personality always seemed to make him laugh and ease his worries and her sexy bod seemed to put him into a perpetual state of turgidness! Finally, after what seemed like months waiting, the elevator arrived and he went upstairs. Nervously, he walked down the hallway to the correct room and knocked on the door, trying to pose in a "I'm turned on but also nonchalant" way.
Lauren opened the door.
Every witty remark, every scrap of conversation and intelligence flew out of Rick's head as he gazed at Lauren, her beauty emanating from the inside out. She smiled at him, catching his gaze and time froze. In that one second, she was etched on his memory forever - her gorgeous long hair, the stunning dress that showed off her body yet left him wanting more, her kissable face and lips. Rick blushed as he realized that suddenly his pants were feeling a bit tight. Time unfroze and the two began to talk and ask how each other's day had been.
As they shared their thoughts, they flirted with each other in the doorway to their room - a touch of hand upon hand, a slight lift of the dress, a caress to her back. Finally, Lauren announced, "Rick, I hate to interrupt, but I am soooo hungry!" Rick apologized for forgetting all about their dinner plans and offered his arm to her to escort her to the hotel restaurant.
"No, Rick," Lauren said with a glint in her eye and a wicked smile. "I'm hungry....for you!" And with that she grabbed him by the arm and brought him into the hotel room. Before Rick knew it, he was in a passionate embrace with his lover, their lips drawn to each other like magnets. Their first kiss, but not their last, like teenagers they made out as they fell onto the bed. Suddenly, dinner plans didn't seem so pressing.
As they moved against each other, Rick felt Lauren's hand at his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping. Lauren laughed when she saw his boxers ("Kiss me, I'm Irish" with a hole for the cock to poke through) and he smiled at making her laugh. His smile turned into a groan, however, as she touched his shaft and his cock came to attention smartly. "Ohhhh, Lauren," he moaned as his hips rose to meet her warm hand. She began to speed up her strokes when he stopped her hand with his own and whispered, "No, before I cum, I want to do something that I have been waiting so long to do with you."